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Kadir was stressed. It was rare that he actually brought reports to the bedroom, but the merger was simply not going well, and he could not afford to put it down. He could also not afford for Minako to complain at him all night about how she needed to cuddle to him to sleep. So he tried to strike a compromise. He’d read with one arm around her, and let her sleep.
Minako, however, had other plans. He looked up from his readings to see his wife emerging from the master bath with a skimpy little black number that just begged to be ripped off. The sheen of satin contrasted the white glow of her skin in the soft light of the bedroom, and the cut was low enough to be tantalizing as it hid her nipples.
“You’re evil…”
She smiled as she sauntered over to him and took the reports from his hands. “I’d be evil, if I was just teasing you.” She leaned over him and kissed him, making sure that he would be able to see down the teddy into her breasts when she pulled back. “Or if I just let you be all Mr. Stress Pants, when I’m pretty sure you’d rather not be wearing pants at all.”
“Mina…” The protest was weak, and he was, as she wanted, staring down her nightie into her breasts.
“Hmm?” Her hands were moving down his chest towards the top of his sweatpants, tantalizingly slowly. The eyes she turned to him were perfectly innocent, though they both knew better.
The objection caught in his throat, and he found himself wrapping his arms around her, one hand tangling in her golden hair. “Nothing.” He pulled her to himself, not that there was much separating them, and kissed her fiercely.
She grinned and pushed him back down, smiling at him, “This, lover mine, is about getting you to relax. You can show me how much you enjoy it afterwards.” She wraggled her eyebrows, and in quick order, he found his hands bound by her love-me chain.
“Mina?” There was no concern in his voice, just a bit of surprise.
“Sometimes, lover, you can’t be in control. Relax.”
She was slipping his sweat pants off of him, when he heard the most unwelcomed of sounds. “Mommy, Daddy?” and the creaking of a door opening.
Mina cursed softly and moved to lay beside Kadir, her head resting on his chest.
“I had a nightmare? Can I sleep with you?”
Kadir bit back a groan, and the couple exchanged looks.
Minako grabbed her robe and stood, tying it around her. “How about Mommy sleep with you until you’re asleep?”
Kaela nodded, “Kay…”
“Mina?” Kadir gestured with his head to his hands when she turned back.
Mina tilted her head and smiled, “What, love? I’ll be back shortly.”
Kadir didn’t bother to bit back the groan as he heard Kaela ask as they left the room, “Why are Daddy’s hands tied up?”
Minako, however, had other plans. He looked up from his readings to see his wife emerging from the master bath with a skimpy little black number that just begged to be ripped off. The sheen of satin contrasted the white glow of her skin in the soft light of the bedroom, and the cut was low enough to be tantalizing as it hid her nipples.
“You’re evil…”
She smiled as she sauntered over to him and took the reports from his hands. “I’d be evil, if I was just teasing you.” She leaned over him and kissed him, making sure that he would be able to see down the teddy into her breasts when she pulled back. “Or if I just let you be all Mr. Stress Pants, when I’m pretty sure you’d rather not be wearing pants at all.”
“Mina…” The protest was weak, and he was, as she wanted, staring down her nightie into her breasts.
“Hmm?” Her hands were moving down his chest towards the top of his sweatpants, tantalizingly slowly. The eyes she turned to him were perfectly innocent, though they both knew better.
The objection caught in his throat, and he found himself wrapping his arms around her, one hand tangling in her golden hair. “Nothing.” He pulled her to himself, not that there was much separating them, and kissed her fiercely.
She grinned and pushed him back down, smiling at him, “This, lover mine, is about getting you to relax. You can show me how much you enjoy it afterwards.” She wraggled her eyebrows, and in quick order, he found his hands bound by her love-me chain.
“Mina?” There was no concern in his voice, just a bit of surprise.
“Sometimes, lover, you can’t be in control. Relax.”
She was slipping his sweat pants off of him, when he heard the most unwelcomed of sounds. “Mommy, Daddy?” and the creaking of a door opening.
Mina cursed softly and moved to lay beside Kadir, her head resting on his chest.
“I had a nightmare? Can I sleep with you?”
Kadir bit back a groan, and the couple exchanged looks.
Minako grabbed her robe and stood, tying it around her. “How about Mommy sleep with you until you’re asleep?”
Kaela nodded, “Kay…”
“Mina?” Kadir gestured with his head to his hands when she turned back.
Mina tilted her head and smiled, “What, love? I’ll be back shortly.”
Kadir didn’t bother to bit back the groan as he heard Kaela ask as they left the room, “Why are Daddy’s hands tied up?”